It was warm out and theywere wearing tight-fitting sleeveless blouses and short shorts. It wasimpossible for him not to notice that both of the women ...were bosomy andquite comfortable with their sexuality. Cary smiled and noted the sexyspots where the tops of their breasts just peeked out over the lace oftheir bras that was just peeking out over the neckline of their blouses.Not one to make an overt display of his reaction to sexy women, Cary tookin the lovely scene in front of him without. Theyll be safe enough and they will collect them when they are ready. Without further discussion, or bothering to put on our tops, we grabbed our things and headed back across the road between the beach and the block of flats. As soon as we were inside and the door shut, I grabbed Teds budgie smugglers and pulled them down to his ankles, being careful of his still erect cock, which bounced in front of him once it was free. Then I turned to pull Wendys bikini off, but she was already kicking it. I’m a lightweight, and I got tired pretty early, as the day had presented itself as a wonderful time for shopping. I said goodnight and headed back to my room, alone, heels in my hand.I was standing in the lobby of the hotel, waiting for the elevator to make its thirty-floor decent to the first, and a woman in the hotel’s uniform stood next to me. "Headed up? What floor?" She asked.I looked at her. She was Asian, possibly Korean. Her long black hair was up in a tight ponytail, her sleek hair. This experience is altogether too personal, too human, and too pre-modern to be described in holiday brochure or gym advertisement terms. It’s certainly not unique, although perhaps its totally subjective nature does make it unique to me. Others probably have similar ‘unique’ times and places. Or maybe they don’t. Certainly our modern consumerstyle (as surely this is what our modern lives have become), doesn’t allow much time or space for such things. This is one of the reasons I came back to.